231 ACCUSATIONS, UNCLEAN AND TREMBLING HANDS.

“What am I…” Realizing he was still holding on to Fay's hands, he immediately let go of her. Mrs. Nardin looked from Fay to him with a raised brow. Before he could speak, Clara immediately spoke up. “Would you look at that?” She scoffed as she shook her head. “Seriously, younger brother, you still don't know how to treat a woman?” She clicked her tongue distastefully as she cut out a piece of her steak. “Even if you're ill-mannered, you should have considered the fact that mum and dad would be present and not walk into the room dragging someone—” “—Especially not when the person you're dragging is the youngest daughter of the family we're hosting,” She said with a smirk on her face when all eyes fell on him, except for that of her mother who was boring holes into her head. Mrs. Nardin had tried to rectify the situation but Clara had made it even worse with her words. She just couldn't understand why she wouldn't drop the one-sided war she was in with her brother on such an im